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Chapter 27 Yiren has gone(2/2)

Nian Fan was a little absent-minded.

"Anyway, my matter has been resolved, and we won't have to hide our heads and tails in the future."

"…What does the young master mean?"

Huang Dafa said in surprise.

"Ha, in fact, people have known us a long time ago, but we know nothing."

Nian Fan sighed softly.

“…”

Huang Dafa fell silent when he heard this.

"I will pass on the matter here through special contact information. You can still stay in the imperial city to wait for news in the future."

Nian Fan waved his hand to Huang Dafa in a daze.

Seeing this, Huang Dafa saw this.

He immediately took a tactful retreat.

"Xuerong...will it really be you..."

When the inn lobby is left alone.

Nian Fan, who had a slightly drunk face, couldn't help but murmur softly.

Nianfan has always been a passionate but not infatuated person.

However, a couple has a hundred days of gratitude for one night.

If Xue Rong really betrayed and sold herself.

No one has anything to say about this thought, just think that the relationship between each other has ended.

He can let Xue Rong go once.

But see you in the future.

He will no longer have any mercy.

There are many things in the world that can be understood, but whether to accept or not is another matter.

After the last sip of wine.

Nian Fan left the inn and headed to Hongxiulou.

Come to that familiar boudoir.

Unfortunately, the former beauty has disappeared without a trace.

He tried to find out where Xue Rong was going.

But it was found.

The people in Hongxiulou, including the maids who often served Xue Rong before, all said that there was never a person named Xue Rong in Hongxiulou.

Nian Fan roughly understood the situation as soon as he heard it.

Someone erased the existence of Xueban.

Anyone who had contacted her had forgotten her existence.

Xue Rong's strength level is simply unable to master such powerful magical secret techniques, which means that someone helped Xue Rong.

Sitting beside the soft bed in the boudoir.

Nian Fan reached out and gently stroked the sleeping pillow that they had snuggled with, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

Sudden.

His eyelids twitched.

A slender black hair was pinched in his hands.
Chapter completed!
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